Kare Uta
the GazettE
Withered Song
Without searching for the meaning of the song in my empty heart
When I look back, there was nothing left there
As time passes, the song like a fading flower
A dried-up song that doesn't even echo
Seeking the past, drifting apart
I should have understood, so why does it hurt?
The sound that remains in my ears, how much does it resonate in my heart?
Nothing has changed, yet I'm facing forward more than back then
It's strange, isn't it, that I'm looking ahead
Gradually getting further away, unable to reach out my hand
It should be the same to feel lonely, but
What am I seeking? I don't know anymore
Before I realize it, I've already flown somewhere else
After realizing my powerless self, when I look back
There was a withered me
Helpless in sad times
A song that doesn't lie like tears spilling over
In times of happiness beyond words
If I could sing a song like a smile...
The trembling continues harshly
If I catch my breath and stop
Just like that time when there was nothing
I don't want to return to those cold days
From the dreams I had since childhood
One step at a time, one step at a time
Supporting each other, laughing together
Crying, getting hurt
Let's walk together towards the same colored dreams
In times of unbearable pain, show me
To the person who supported my weakness
I can only say clumsy words
But I want to stay here until my dried-up voice breaks
[In times of unbearable sadness
A song that doesn't lie like tears spilling over
In times of happiness beyond words
If I could sing a song like a smile...]
[Until my dried-up voice breaks]
[Until my dried-up voice breaks]